A/N: This is a rewritten version of Nirvana. The plot will be similar to the original story except for a few changes to the plot or the interactions between certain characters. I also hope that the story will have a better consideration when addressing any mental health issue.

"That is a waste of a wonderful Quirk."

Naruto slid her orange hoodie over her head as her neighbour marvelled over the Villain. She watched as the Villain wreaked havoc in the train station. The building cracked, sliding down till it crashed hard on the streets. The civilians gawked and whispered to each other, their eyes never straying from the Villain in front of them. There were a couple of girls in the front, cheering and giggling as a couple of heroes stopped the next block of broken building from crashing down on the ground.

Two years ago, a sight like this would have caused her to jump in glee and clapped her hands in excitement. A part of her felt the urge to do it but Naruto held herself back. It was already bad enough she was late for class, if she spent anymore time marvelling about these Quirks then that homeroom teacher was going to scold her so badly.

Still, she couldn't help but asked:

"What happened?"

Her neighbour had his eyes locked on the criminal. "He tried to steal someone's bag and went out of control when the police cornered him."

That's all? Naruto glanced at her watch, eyebrows scrunched together as the watch revealed she had only twenty minutes to get to class on time. Was it really worth it? The man was going to be furious over the fact Naruto dared to bring a hoodie to school even though he told her not to do it. Besides, it wasn't like she made it a habit to be late every day and compared to some of her classmates, she was an angel.

"You can do it, Kamui!" The fangirls cheered as the wooden hero dashed through the water rope made by the other hero. He looked almost kind of cool, not as cool as her but Naruto would admit the suit was amazing. A quick glance to her side and Naruto was taken back by the sight of one of her classmates.

Green hair? Who did she know have green hair? Naruto would be a liar if she said that she knew all of her classmates. She made it a point not to socialize too much with them. They were nice people, don't get her wrong but Naruto could see they had a habit of discriminating one of her classmates because of his lack of Quirk.

Blue eyes widened when she realized who the bouncing classmate was.

"Your punishment is…"

The tense atmosphere changed to a comedic atmosphere as a giant blond-haired heroine smashed her leg onto the villain's chin. Silence reined throughout the street as both pedestrian and heroes tried to understand what just happened. Blue eyes just turned completely blank, not revealing to the world about the humour she found in this situation.

She did feel sorry that someone took away his spotlight.

"Gigantification, huh? She looks like she will be popular, and it is an amazing Quirk," Naruto blinked and robotically turned her head to her mumbling classmates. Blond eyebrows scrunched together as the boy jolted down a couple of notes. "But thinking about the damage to the city that will go hand in hand with that, its use might be limited."

Words began appearing out of her classmate's mouth as he continued to deeply analyse what just happened. The more and more Naruto heard, the larger her headache became. For a brief moment she contemplated about leaving her classmate to himself and just start heading back to their classroom.

It would be wrong of her not to remind him that they had a class to go to.

"Midoriya, snap out of it! We have to go to class." She waited for a minute to see if Midoriya made any indication that he heard her. He didn't even move his head. Naruto's eyebrows twitched but the girl held herself back. "Midoriya! Class!"

No movement.

She shook her head and snatched the book from Midoriya's hands. With his bright green eyes growing large, Izuku jumped up and flushed a light shade of red at the sight of her. She almost felt apologetic for her rude behaviour but Naruto didn't like being ignored. No one paid much attention to her when she was child, not when she carried a monster inside her stomach.

The only person that seemed to have paid any attention to her was Hinata-chan.

"Naruto-san, I didn't see you."

Naruto bobbed and tossed the book to her classmate. "I noticed. We need to start heading to class before Sensei becomes angry that his two prized students are late for school."

Midoriya rubbed the back of his neck, redness crept up from his neck to his cheeks. Naruto just blinked and almost wanted to ask him if he was starting to get sick. If Midoriya was actually sick then his mother probably wouldn't have forced him to come to school; maybe he was just some kind of weirdo.

She focused her attention on the notebook in his hands. The cover seemed to be worn down and the number 13 stood out to her as well as the large letters called Hero Analysis For The Future. Now, Naruto was not a genius when it came to books but she was observant. It was a side effect of being isolated as a child.

"How many weeks have you been working on that book?" Naruto swung her bag over her shoulder and stared out at the train station. He blinked and the girl turned her blank eyes at him.

"It took me two months to finish one notebook," Izuku admitted.

Naruto raised her eyebrows. "One notebook? How many notebooks do you have on these guys?"

"T-Thirteen."

She jerked her head at those words. Thirteen notebooks? If it took him just two months to finish one notebook then he must have spent two years and two months on making all those notebooks. It took a lot of enthusiasm to do something like that. The level of enthusiasm he had could almost rival the enthusiasm she had for pranking. God, the only time she would ever go to the same levels as him was when it came to jutsu.

Naruto used to have joy when it came to being a ninja but after what happened in Konoha, Naruto didn't have the same pride about her job. She furiously shook her head. Think of the positive. Japan was her new start. It was a new beginning for her, one she must never waste.

Even if her nightmares and the voices didn't let her forget.

"Why do you have so many notebooks?" Naruto asked as they crossed the street leading them to their middle school.

"I-It is going to sound stupid but I want to become a Hero." Izuku flinched and began to babble. "I know it sounds stupid for a Quirkless person like me to want to become a Hero…but I can't help it."

My dream? My dream is to become Hokage so that everyone can stop disrespecting me and see me as somebody!

Naruto furiously shook her head and focused all her energy on her classmate, pushing back the nostalgia memory that threatened to consume her. "I think you can become a Hero as long as you work your butt off. People might tell you that you are an idiot, might bring you down but you should ignore it. If you really want it so badly then you should be willing to do anything to get it."

She felt her smile wobbled but Naruto pushed through it. It was hypocritical of her to say those words to him. There was a time when she dreamt so badly of becoming Hokage. A ninja like her could never become a Hokage.

The council made sure that she could never accomplish her dreams. It was terrible that they forced her hand but Naruto didn't want Izuku to give up on his dreams. It would break his heart when he gave up on his dreams, all because no one was willing to look past his lack of a Quirk.

She would know just how heart-breaking it could be to give up on a dream.

Naruto slid into her seat, laid her head on the table and listened passively as her classmates chat to each other about their plans for the weekend. Blue eyes flickered to Bakugou, his lips pressed into a thin line when the boy glared at her. From the moment she came to this middle school, he always gave her those looks.

Sometimes it felt like he was looking at her very soul.

The homeroom door slid open and their homeroom teacher stepped in, carrying a huge stack of papers. Naruto lowered her hoodie, watching the teacher separate the stacks of papers into piles. Were those more forms for them to do? Or was it that piece of paper about their plans for their future school? The fact the old man kept glancing at her made her believe it was the latter.

It probably didn't help that his eyes flared with disappointment at the sight of her.

"Quit the ruckus and go back to your seats." Their teacher yelled, slamming his hands on the table. The chatter died down and the students straightened their backs, their eyes growing wide with excitement and weariness. "It has been two weeks since school started and most of you are still acting like little kids. It is time for all of you to start thinking seriously about your future."

Naruto slid down her seat when the man focused his eyes on her as he stressed out the words thinking seriously. Okay it confirmed he read all the forms they gave him. This whole time she thought he was too busy drinking himself silly that he didn't actually care or read the forms they gave.

"I should hand all of you the career forms but I guess from your school selections that almost all of you want to be heroes," their teacher levitated the papers towards them. Naruto covered her ears as her classmates cheered at his words. Did these people not realize some people were sensitive to sound? She sighed. "Yes, yes, you all have wonderful Quirks! But using your powers at school is against the rules!"

You say this every time but you never do anything about it. Blue eyes stole a glance at her classmate. Midoriya didn't look bother about the fact everyone kept using their Quirks and when Naruto thought about it, she never saw him stare at these people with jealously or resentment. It really gave something for her to think about. Why didn't he ever resent them for showing off?

"Sensei! Don't lump us all in the same group," Naruto groaned as Bakugou leaned against his chair, not bothering to sound polite to their classmates. Sometimes she considered it a miracle that he had friends with the way he opened his mouth. "I'm not gonna be stuck at the bottom with the rest of these rejects."

Five…

Four…

Three…

Two…

One…

Roars of outrage burst out of her classmate's mouths.

"That was uncalled for, Katsuki!"

"Yeah! Yeah!"

Naruto just snorted, lips curled almost into a tiny smile at the level of confidence that her classmate had. It almost reminded her of the times when she shouted to the world that she was going to become Hokage. There was a time when she would say the exact same thing in the Academy, except Bakugou had the skill to back up his claims. Those muscles and the fact she caught him jogging near her workplace made it clear to her that he wasn't talking shit.

"Oh if I remember correctly, you want to go to Yuuei High, right Bakugou?"

Everyone became silent for just a few seconds before all hell break loose. Yells and screams of surprise echoed throughout the classroom with the only exception being Naruto. She could only knit her eyebrows. What was the big deal? It was just some fancy high school, wasn't it? She didn't see why they were making such a big fuss over it.

"It isn't just some high school, Uzumaki!"

Naruto jerked her head up and flushed a light shade of red when everyone turned their attention at her. Was this right time to laugh and pretend that she knew this? They would believe her bullshit, wouldn't they? Well judging from the looks given by both students and teacher, they probably wouldn't believe the crap forming inside of her mind.

"Yuuei High School was in the top 0.2% this year, you know!"

No, she didn't know that because Naruto had no plans of going to high school.

"Their acceptance rate is always really low, too!"

She could guess that from the values that they just gave her. Wow, people were right to call her sassy at times because her own thoughts were starting to sound sassy even to herself.

"It is the best high school for heroes," Midoriya spoke up. Naruto swirled her head at him, blond eyebrows knitted together at those words. Oh now that explained the reason for her classmates acting like this. Everyone in this class kept talking about becoming heroes, which sounds awesome in paper.

If anyone asked Naruto her opinion about the job, she would say that you didn't need to go to a school to learn it. They could just practise it every day by helping other people and putting someone else's needs over theirs. Wasn't that the definition of being a hero? Not that she had any experience when it came to the job.

She was a foreigner after all.

"Oh yeah, Midoriya wanted to go to Yuuei too, right?" Everybody whipped their heads at the green-haired boy; their eyes growing wide with shock. Izuku's response? He flinched and slid down under the table as if hoping it would be enough for everyone to stop looking at him.

If anything, it just made everyone laughed even harder.

"Why the hell are you laughing? Izuku can get into Yuuei High!" Naruto declared. She straightened her back as everyone swirled their head at her. Anger flared in her eyes and her classmates gulped. It was understandable why when she considered that this was probably the first time they saw her angry.

She never found a reason to be furious.

"He's Quirkless." Bakugou snarled at her. "There is no such thing as a Quirkless Hero, Whiskers! He won't ever become a damn Hero!"

Is that really what you should say to your best friend? Naruto narrowed her blue eyes and chewed the inner corner of her cheek to stop herself from lashing out at him. Her hot temper was the reason she always get into trouble. Hinata always used to scold her for releasing her temper on someone. Sakura used to yell at her whenever she used to unleash it on Sasuke.

He deserved it.

Naruto stared hard at the older boy. "He might be Quirkless but he works hard and he is smart. I think he has a chance of entering Yuuei High! If you can get in then so can Izuku!"

"You are delusional if you think he can get in."

There was a storm of emotions inside of her. A part of her wanted to punch him for making that comment, not only because it hurt Midoriya's feelings. Those words reminded her of the Academy. Those words mocked her and her old dream of becoming Hokage.

They always tried to bring her down but Naruto would always push herself back up. If she gave up on a dream then she wasn't Naruto Uzumaki.

"Delusional? All of you are assholes for not believing in him!" Naruto yelled. "If he works his ass off and if someone just believes in him then he can do anything."

Everyone looked at her like she was an idiot but Naruto wasn't going to back down. She had seen the rewards of hard work, of having someone that believed in them. How many times did someone look down on her? Too many times for her to count. It hurt like hell for her friends and teammates to only see one side of her.

She was so much more than just the prankster.

It was just too bad that no one wanted to see that side of hers.

"You asked for me?" Naruto took a seat on the empty chair, eyebrows knitted together in confusion as the man pulled out the empty form. He raised his eyebrow at her, waiting for the answers that Naruto didn't want to provide.

"Why did you hand me an empty blank form when it comes to your future high school?" Naruto rubbed the back of her neck and forced herself to smile at him. It wouldn't be wrong for her to act dumb since she actually had no idea what to do with her future.

Doctors didn't seem to suit her and being an engineer sounded fun, but Naruto doubted she would have free license to be creative. A job as a writer was also good for her. Iruka-sensei used to say she had too much imagination for her own good…of course he was talking about her skill in the art of lying.

"Too many options."

Her homeroom teacher snorted at her response, not looking like he believed one bit about her bullshit. Her smile didn't waver one bit even though those judging eyes made her want to stop smiling. There was always something about those eyes that made her want to admit future.

"Really now?" She smiled sheepishly and her teacher sighed. "Uzumaki, why don't you start taking things seriously? You are a bright girl that clearly has a bright future ahead of herself. It will be a shame for you to decide just to continue working full time in a café."

But what do I want to do? Naruto knitted her eyebrows together and stared out at the window. The bright blue skies and white clouds didn't reflect the confusion she felt. At the age of six, she decided she wanted to become a kunoichi. I will become Hokage! I will be the strongest kunoichi this world has ever seen! She yelled out those words so everyone knew what she wanted to be.

How could she accomplish this dream now?

"I like our art classes but I can't see myself an artist," Naruto lied. "It is too artsy if you ask me; it doesn't have enough action. Doctors are cool and I respect them but I am just too hot-tempered for the job. So I have got no idea what to do."

Her teacher tilted his head, his eyes regarded her for a good couple of minutes. He nodded, looking as if he had one of those eureka moments that Naruto heard her classmates talked about. What could he have figure out from her words? Even for her standards, she sounded like an idiot.

God, had she always sounded like an idiot?

"Then what about becoming a Hero? Or a policewoman?" Her teacher suggested lightly. A small smile played on his lips and the sincerity shone through those eyes made her throat clogged up. A part of her was grateful for the sincerity but a huge part of her felt doubt about the man's kindness and need to make her choose a better future.

No one could be this nice without any reason.

"Think about it, Uzumaki." Their teacher took a deep breath. "You want adventure and I know you have a desire to help even the underdogs. Isn't that enough reason for you to become a hero? You will just be protecting more kids and people like Midoriya from cruel Villains. You might be busy with work but you make the time and effort to protect the weak. I think you have just as a good shot of getting into Yuuei as Bakugou…so think about it."

Naruto stared at her hands, clenching and unclenching it as her teacher slid the piece of paper to her. A hero? If she couldn't become Hokage and if she couldn't be a kunoichi, then it only made sense for her to be a hero.

She couldn't keep living in the past because that wasn't her.

Uzumaki Naruto was and will always be the girl that always looked forward to the future.

A/N: Please review and tell me what you think about this new version.